The doctors told me that due to all the stress, dehydration, and how it all just ravaged my body, I had miscarried while in the hospital. I didn't even know that I was pregnant! I never told Talia." She touched her stomach. Tears formed in her eyes, but she pushed them back. "That is why I am here. I love the beach. Being here has helped me to let go of all the grief. The grief of losing my fiancé, the grief of realizing he was never going to be mine, and the grief of losing my baby. I don't want to go back to Canada. I want to start a new life somewhere, me and Toby." She finally turned to face Sam.
"Oh, Trina. Come home with me then. Start your new life there. I know it takes you farther away from Tyler, but—" Sam didn't know what else to say. She was finally showing him the true Trina, the scared girl. "Look, Trina," he said, gently tipping her face up with his finger. "Your past demons alone don't define you. Your loss, your miscarriage, your MS, together they have created the strong independent girl that I met here at the beach. That is who you are."
Trina shook her head. "You just don't get it." She wanted to run, but instead she stood there looking up into his concerned blue eyes. "I couldn't even carry a child without messing it up. I fucked that up without even knowing I was doing it. I was a failure to my own baby." She touched her stomach again as the tears threatened to fall. "I will always be a failure."
CHAPTER 11
Sam couldn't help it as a grin crept across his face. "So you're scared of being around Morgan? Is that it?" He realized that was her kryptonite. Kids. That's why she freaked out when he talked about her spending time with his niece. The gorgeous, strong girl who looked like she could kick anyone's ass was scared of kids?
"I am not scared of kids!" she growled. "I'm just no good with kids. I'm pretty sure I'll break her or ruin her or something."
Sam was amused. Oddly, he was also turned on again. "You won't break her. I can guarantee you won't ruin her. Baby, she just might give you a run for your money though; she is a handful. The girl has an attitude already." He flashed her a big smile. "Trina, have you ever played with a little kid?"
"No." She pouted as she shook her head.
"It's easier than you think. Did you ever play make believe when you were little?"
"Well yeah, Talia was older and not interested in playing with me, and Ty was always busy playing hockey. So yeah, I played a lot of make believe, by myself." She shrugged, unsure where this was going.
"I was scared at first too when I started to help out with Morgan. But she loves make believe. Some days she is a princess, some days we play dolls, and some days we pretend we are cooking. Some days we make a huge mess in the kitchen baking real cookies!" He moved a piece of hair out of her face. Looking into her smokey eyes, he continued. "Plus you guys have some things in common. Not only does she love to sing, but her favorite hockey player is none other than Tyler Kidd."
That made Trina giggle. "Wait," she said, shaking her head. "You mean to tell me her favorite hockey player isn't her uncle?"
"I'm sure I am number two on her list," he scoffed. "Look, my point is you will do fine." He became serious for a moment. "Please don't blame yourself for losing that baby. It was not your fault. Everything happens for a reason, remember that," Sam said smiling and pressed his lips against hers. "I'm sorry about what you went through, especially the baby. But I still want you to come home with me. Please?"
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His words really did comfort her. Plus, the thought of moving on without him made her stomach ache. "Are you sure Amy and Morgan will be okay with this?" she asked, concerned. After all, she was an outsider and they were a huge part of his life.
"I'm positive." he said, grinning wide and kissed her lips. "Oh, just one thing though, know that I love your naughty mouth. But, I just don't think that my sister will appreciate you talking like a truck driver around Morgan. Any chance you can maybe tone it down?"
She grinned. She knew she didn't talk very PG-rated. She also knew he liked how she talked. She would do her best to tone it down around Morgan and Amy. "I will do my best, friend." She slid her arms around his waist giving him a hug. Trina felt his hard-on press against her through his shorts. She tugged on his arm so that he would follow her back to the couch. Glancing out at the water, she knew that any feelings of doubt and pain she came to the beach with were now gone. It wasn't because of the beach, it was because of Sam. She finally realized that.
"Friend?" he asked inquisitively. "I was hoping we could be more than that tonight?" He pouted as he sat down and watched Trina grab his beer and finish it off.
"Oh hell, I plan on it," she said with a devilish grin as she straddled him. Taking his face in her hands she kissed him hard, biting at his bottom lip.
Sam slid his lips down her neck to her breastbone, tugging at her bikini to expose one of her breasts. As he took it in his mouth, she let out a groan. His tongue playing with her hard nipple, he held on to her ass, pushing her hips hard into his. Sam grabbed her hips hiking her up farther onto his as he stood up and carried her into his bedroom.
Gently setting her on the bed, Sam crawled on top of her. His hands moved down her stomach, opening the button on her shorts, and sliding them to the floor. He kissed up her thighs, and then grabbed her lacy black panties, tossing them to the floor as well. She let out a little gasp as the air-conditioned air hit her wet center.
Sam's mouth came down on hers as his hand felt at her moist mound. His tongue explored her mouth as his fingers slid inside her, exploring every inch of her. His body lying against hers, she thrashed about underneath him. He played with her almost to climax. Slowly, Sam pulled away. He kissed down her belly, and then quickly jumped off the bed.
She sat up to see him dropping his shorts and putting on a condom. Untying her bikini top, she threw it to the floor as he crawled back into bed. "Over here," she commanded, pointing to the headboard.
Sam obeyed and sat against the headboard. Before he could ask why, she was crawling up along his legs.
She straddled him, taking his long hard cock into her fully. She held onto his shoulders and let out a sigh. Sam sucked at her nipples, taking his time with each one while using his fingers to tease the other. Trina closed her eyes and kept slowly grinding against him.
"Goddamn," she cried out breathlessly as he finally grabbed at her hips, pushing harder into her. Flipping her on to her back, he sat admiring her for a moment.
"I need you," she said, softly begging.
A devilish grin spread across Sam's face. He slid his hand between her legs, feeling how wet she was. She was ready. "C'mere, baby," he mumbled before he took her mouth in his, and pushed his hard dick into her. She let out a groan against his lips as he filled her completely and rode her hard.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her nails raking down his back as he fucked her hard. "Please? I'm so ready." She pulled back from his lips just long enough to let him know. Sam took over her mouth again as he came hard into her. She climaxed along with him, her body thrashing uncontrollably under him. Every nerve craved more of him as Sam continued to move within her.
She looked up at him with glassy eyes, her body still pulsating.
Sam ripped the condom off quickly, and disposed of it in the trash. He rolled back over beside her. Taking her breast in his mouth, he teased and bit at her nipples. His hand slid down her stomach to her warm mound. She was still so wet and swollen, arching her back at his mere touch.
She threw her head back and her eyes squeezed shut as he teased and rubbed her moist lips. Finally sliding a few fingers in her, she let out a small cry. All her nerves hyper sensitive, she already wanted to come. He started to pleasure her with his fingers as he flicked at her clit. She moaned as he bit her nipples and moved his hand in a rhythm that had her writhing around in mere minutes pushing him further into her, screaming as she climaxed all over again.
As her body calmed, Sam lay down beside her. A smile on his face, content with pleasing her. Trina curled up against him, molding her
warm body to his. "Holy shit..." she huffed, her eyes closed. Resting her head against his chest, she ran her fingers along his shoulders.
He flashed her a smile. "Happy?"
"Very happy." she mumbled before she drifted off to sleep.
Epilogue
Morgan danced and sang her heart out into her hairbrush to an imaginary crowd. Sam's living room was her stage. Her hair teased up, she did her best to look like a rocker chick. She wore her mommy's black boots, a had a purple toy necklace wrapped around her wrist.
Trina had helped Morgan with her makeup, giving her the best smokey eye that she could. The radio blasted her new favorite song about being in love with a skater boy.
Trina sat in the pretend audience cheering and clapping. She couldn't believe she was scared of this, scared of Morgan. It had only been a few months and this little girl already had her heart. When the song ended, Trina cheered and hollered. "Woot woot! Encore encore! Wooooooo!" Belle chimed in, howling along as Toby lay beside Trina.
The sound of the front door opening put a hold on the imaginary concert as Morgan took off running down the hall. "Uncle Saaaaaaaaam!" she squealed as all little girls do, leaping into his arms.
Toby ran after her barking.
Sam dropped his hockey bag in the hall and petted Toby before hugging his niece. "Hey kiddo! Whoa!" He set her back down on the floor taking in the outfit and makeup. "Rocker chick?" he asked.
"Yep. I'm having a concert," she answered.
Sam's eyes switched to Trina, standing in the hallway against the wall. Her bikini top peeked out from under her black tank top, and her bangle bracelets clang together as she waved hello to him. "Good morning," he purred pushing the hair out of his eyes.
"Afternoon, actually." She grinned and slowly walked to him, throwing her arms up around his neck as his lips pressed against hers. "How's that hip feeling? Practice wasn't too rough on you was it?" She barely got the words out before Sam re-took her mouth in his.
"Really guys?" They heard Morgan exclaim from behind them.
Trina turned to see her with her hand on her hip, and attitude on her face. Trina did her best not to laugh.
"I'm going to feed my baby doll lunch, see you two in a bit. Mind finishing all your kissy face stuff while I'm gone?" With a disgusted sigh Morgan disappeared into the playroom.
"That girl." Sam laughed shaking his head. "So you two had a good morning I see?" He slid his hands up under her tank top, caressing her soft sides.
"Careful, we have to wait till Amy comes home for any of that," she said, smiling against his lips, she ached for his touch. Against her body's wishes, she pulled away. "You hungry?" she asked, leading him to the kitchen.
"I'm starving," he growled, smacking her ass.
"Hey! Watch it!" Trina said, laughing. She went to the refrigerator and pulled out the grilled chicken they had the night before, "How about a chicken sandwich? I made a fruit salad this morning too." She started to pull the bowl of fruit salad out of the refrigerator and broke her nail. "Oh sh...." She stopped mid word. "Sugar! Stupid nail!"
Sam chuckled as he sat on the stool and leaned his elbows on the island in the middle of the large kitchen. "Chicken sandwich, sure. And dessert?" His smile grew wider as he waited for a response.
"Well..." She crossed the room and stood between him and the counter top. "You'll have to wait till this evening for dessert, but I am sure you won't be disappointed." She kissed him softly, teasing him by tugging at his bottom lip a little. She ran her fingers through his wavy, blond hair.
As she pulled away to get lunch together he smiled and mumbled, "No fair."
"Trina!" Morgan called from the hallway, running into the kitchen.
"Yes dear?" Trina answered, adjusting her tank top.
"Can I have lunch? I'm hungry." Morgan said, hopping up on the stool next to her uncle.
"Sure. I'm putting together some chicken sandwiches, okay?" Trina pulled a little bag of potato chips out of the cupboard. She heard Sam cheer a little at the sight of the chips. "Sorry, these are only for Morgan," she said, mocking Sam's sad face.
Sam pouted a little as Morgan laughed. "Yeah Uncle Sam! I will save some for you to have on your cheat day, okay?" Smiling sweetly at him.
"Okay. Thanks, kiddo." He gave her a big hug. "So, did I miss the whole concert?"
"No, it's the intermission," she said as Trina placed her lunch in front of her. "Yum! Thanks Trina!" Morgan flashed her a wide smile that looked a lot like her uncle's.
"No problem, kiddo," Trina smiled, bringing Sam's lunch over to the table. She shook her finger with the broken nail. "Gosh darn nail." she said, whining. "That really flipping hurts."
Sam snickered at her attempt to not swear. "You're not gonna eat?" he asked. Noticing that she didn't make herself a sandwich.
She slid on to the stool beside him. "Of course I am." She laughed and she grabbed a knife, cutting Sam's sandwich in half. Stealing half of his sandwich, she bit into it before he could stop her.
"Hey!" he cried.
Morgan giggled as she ate her sandwich and chips. Then she stole a piece of watermelon out of her uncle's fruit salad and giggled more.
"Man, you guys are lucky that I like you." He pretended to pout because they were both picking on him.
"I've never been very lucky, until you appeared." Trina smiled.
As soon as Morgan was done with her sandwich, she jumped off of the stool. "I'm gonna go set up for the concert." Before she ran away she turned to them, her hand on her hip and instructed, "Hurry, okay?"
Trina giggled at Morgan's sassiness. She had been so wrong about kids. Morgan was adorable. This had been the best summer she had ever had.
"Okay, honey, we will be there in a few minutes," Sam called to her as she ran down the hall. "And you." He pulled Trina between his legs and pressed her back against the counter, brushing his rough jaw against her cheek. "Let me hear you say something naughty, please?"
Trina just laughed as he ran his hands under her tank top, sliding them up along her rib cage. "Oh?"
Trina could tell that he was horny today and it was going to be a long afternoon waiting for Amy to get home from work. She couldn't wait to feel his hard body against hers as they lay in bed listening to the ocean. "Please?" he begged again. "All that sweet talk is great around Morgan, but I miss that naughty mouth of yours."
"Gosh darn just doesn't do it for you?" she said, teasing him. Trina had been so good these last few months with Morgan. She barely ever swore anymore. "Okay, okay." She laughed trying to play along. She leaned to his ear and whispered, "God, I fucking want you. I can't wait to feel your cock in my—" She didn't get any farther before he shoved his tongue down her throat. Hearing Morgan approach, he pulled away.
"I'm ready guys!" she called impatiently.
"We gotta go, the concert is starting again," Trina said, sliding out from his arms.
Sam let out a little groan. "Hey Trie, school starts soon," he said, grinning. Pulling Trina back into his arms for a moment, he said, "We will have afternoons all to ourselves." He growled then smacked her ass as he followed Trina to the living room.
She let out a little squeal. "Behave!" she whispered to Sam as she giggled.
They sat on the couch as Morgan turned on her CD player. Morgan slipped a pair of headphones around her neck. She flashed Trina a thumbs up sign and she started to belt out her favorite song again, singing like she was the only one in the room.
Sam smiled proudly at Morgan. He wrapped his arm around Trina, kissing her on the cheek, as she sat there beaming. "I love you, Trina." he whispered in her ear.
Trina watched Morgan singing, and snuggled close to Sam. Finally she was completely content. She never knew true happiness until now, and it was because of Sam and Morgan.
"I love you too, Sam."
THE END
A Note From the Author
Thank you very much for reading my first novel, Until You. I hope that you enjoyed the sweet love story
between Trina and Sam as much as I did writing it!
Until You can be read as a stand alone novel. But, if you love hockey and the men that play it, I hope you will watch for my hockey romance series about The Pittsburgh Renegades. I plan to release the first book in the series soon. Trina and Sam will show up again along with her brother, Tyler. You will also get the chance to meet other members of the Renegades.
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I am a Mom, a Wife and a dog lover.
I've loved reading and writing since I was small. In school I never met a creative writing assignment that I didn't love. I am lucky enough to have a wonderful husband who encourages me to write. When I was laid off from my job of 14 years, he was supportive about letting me stay home and take care of our son. During that time I discovered hockey-romances and found a renewed love of reading as well as a passion for writing.
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Melody
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